Sensitive Wolf

6.

Nobody seemed to be more suprised by my words than my mate and I briefly wondered if my wolf's intuition was wrong.

I thought quickly about the signs I could identifiy my mate with.

The instant attraction once we had looked in each others eyes was there. Furthermore his addicting scent was another indication for being mates.

I was so focused on my thoughts that I did not realize that my mate was now standing right in front of me. When he tenderly took my hand in his I was brought back to the present and I could feel the tell-tale tingles spreading though me. I was certain that my wolf got it right.

My mate's hazelnut eyes softened when he looked at me and he whispered "Sophia."

My heart almost stopped, because the astonishment in his voice as if I was a revelation was almost palpable. I was definitely his mate.

I felt a blush rising to my cheeks and shyly smiled at him, which in return had his eyes widen and his cheeks going a bit red.

Satisfied with his reaction my wolf howled in my mind, being content that we had this effect on our mate. My curious wolf then pushed me to take a closer look at my mate, meaning checking him out.

Shyly my eyes brushed briefly over his body and I was almost able to make out his muscles through his shirt. I was so focused on starring at my handsome mate that I missed a conversation between my father and brother. Only my father's last words "Well played son" his booming laughter afterwards and Silas' confused expression grabbed my attention again.

What was going on?

My mother had shifted closer to my father as if seeking his protection, but my parents had apparently talked through their mind link as my mother now looked relieved.

What was that about? I had never seen my mother act like that.

Silas still wore a confused expression, but it was now directed at his friend and I. I did not know if it was because of his conversation with our father or because of his friend being my mate.

"Alpha", my mate adressed my father and bowed his head respectfully.

"I'm Levin Williams, future Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack.", his deep voice said and I finally knew the name of my mate.

Levin - meaning love.

It took me sometime to remember the meaning of my mate's name as it was not exactly common, but once I recalled it, I could not imagine a better name suited for my mate.

"I know who you are pup", my father haughtily replied and I winced quietly at his blatant word of disrespect.

However, my mate did not seem faced at all. His facial expression remained calm, but I could feel his hand, which was still in mine, tremble. Probably because of anger.

I squeezed his hand gently in order to calm him down and Levin shot me a thankful look as his trembling ceased. I felt delighted knowing I was able to help my mate.

"Come on in", my mother then said in a somewhat joyful voice and made her way inside.

Once inside my father used the opportunity to get Levin alone and asked him to join him in his office.

I felt more than I saw my mate's anxiety and wondered if his trembling hands before had not been a reaction to his anger, but to his worry.

Usually I was pretty good in reading people and their emotions, but with my mate this apparently was not the case, which was confusing, because I thought that the mate bond would enable me to do so.